The Salvador Dali poster I have in my room has decided that it will give me a very hard time. He didn't want to stay up with tacks at first, didn't like his tape, and generally made me an angry person. (You know, the kind who says "Grr!" out loud to no one in particular and then get strange looks.) Even now, he slouching on the tacks he's back on. He's like some brat child that you just want to hit but can't, because then he'd tear.

Wow. Unintentional pun. Go me.